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i sit
hands cupped as one
beneath once-dimpled chin
pondering
        as pout of moment erupts

"I work hard at this"

inner-voice whispers to shadow
exposing a prideful flicker of self

while

those many me people inside
burst with an anxiousness to speak
not even knowing why













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  • SabaSophiya
    December 20, 2008
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    OMG! That is more than just beautiful! Excellent!

    These are my favorite lines>>>>

    inner-voice whispers to shadow
    exposing a prideful flicker of self

    while

    those many me people inside
    burst with an anxiousness to speak
    not even knowing why
    ********************************************************

    God Bless,
    Sophie


  • Malabu
    December 6, 2008

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    whithin ourselves, in moments of solitude, hearing voices in a chamber of mind and heart...we find hard the words to choose and colors to blend
    and the canvas once blank takes it's single stroke
    then another...and another
    and from the many voices of you, sheds one more piece of you ...day in day out
    ...fulfilment

    these are my thoughts to this excelent write


  • gaiascully
    October 22, 2008
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    Its amazing that when you start writing poetry, you often find you had a lot more to say then you thought you did. Or at least that is what I found haha. I had to read this more then once to experience it fully. I think I did, and I liked it.
    all my best wishes and good luck,
    >>>>gaiascully<<<<
    (alese)


  • Clovis...Curious silver member
    September 13, 2008

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    Excellent

    'Tis a fine write indeed. You expressed your thoughts quite well. Thanks for sharing this one with us. Again, well done.


  • leo2
    September 5, 2008

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    At times that inner voice wants to shout out the gospel according to St. Poet but most of the time it remains meekly silent like a lamb before the slaughter. I see your voice is still loud and clear. Good luck in the contest.

    Sincerely,
    Leo Long


  • cutiepie gold member
    September 3, 2008

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    Often I find "Less is more". This was no exception...you manage to hold the senses in suspended perfection beautifully. Bravo Renee


  • Transcend All
    August 31, 2008

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    Transcend All

    I know you were looking for constructive critiques but tonight I just don't have that in me. I want to say that you've created a beautiful canvas with these words. Sometimes, actually more times than not I find fewer words can be so very powerful. More powerful than a thousand words saying nothing at all. Deep abstract! Thank you for sharing!


  • tomisb
    August 30, 2008

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    The inner self is oft conflicted, not so much by the contraries or yes and no's as much as tangentalitis. We work hard, achieve and once the goal is met after flailing briefly with what is next, move on. From the outside it looks so simple. Inside -- it is always a contest.
    Love, Tom B.


  • Star Shine
    August 29, 2008
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    This really hits home with me, I think you have captured so artfully the feelings within many, the battling emotions or "wills" as I interpret or get from this, each needing to be defined and expressed, sometimes so difficult to quiet to let the muse flow through. Wonderful, with such captivating style.


  • arafura gold member
    August 28, 2008

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    I love the line about the "many me" people! I think I would agree that a lot of poets have that quality of being a number of different people. Each time we pick up the pen (or tap the keyboard) there is the potential for a new "me" or "you" to appear.

  • mcheadle
    August 28, 2008

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    Putting on a sisplay of words in a

    way in which God would have been pleased to here or see. And when I finishes even God would be pleased...mac


  • madamcb
    August 28, 2008

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    totally awesome and has so much truth. you say things with a simple complexity that I can dig. thanx, conni


  • Frank N Beevers
    August 28, 2008
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    your hot


  • poeticweaver gold member
    August 28, 2008
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    Excellent Piece


  • SeptemberFaith
    August 28, 2008

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    Beautiful Renee,

    "while

    those many me people inside
    burst with an anxiousness to speak
    not even knowing why"

    This was my favorite part. It reminds me of how I feel when I write. I dont know why I do it sometimes. Sometimes, the words dont feel like they belong to me, they dont tell my story or of something I have experienced and all of a sudden, they come and give me an image I am not sure I could create on my own.

    I have gotten smart now though. When the words swirling around in my head wake me up in the middle of the night, I take out my phone (not having to get up) and text message myself. Then, in the morning I can decide if its something I want or if It should go in my book for future inspirations.

    Bravo Sister, Poet, Friend,

    Criss


  • Nature Song silver member
    August 28, 2008

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    Exposing pride on one's self. AS we sit to comptemplate what it is that makes us all poets. Where the words form, the inner self of course! Amazing your words are my friend! ~Sie


  • Swangrnv gold member
    August 28, 2008

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    My my my...

    You are such an artist! wow, I don't ever tire of reading work that is written with such(apparent) simplicity, that it boggles my mind on how complex
    a feat that is.

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